There spoke to me rather fluently through her body languages intense messages proclaiming a strong personality mixed with raw sexiness in her. It was excellently conveyed every time she passed by me and I watched. And I suspected that she knew just the power she had and must have known the effect she had on me, as well as other men. More so, I knew I wasn’t really good at hiding being charmed, even when I gave it an effort. She was too special and maddeningly arousing to be ignored.
I began noticing how frequently she walked by me and chuckling quietly whenever she passed by me. And then I realized she had found me out, seen my eyes, and was enjoying them being on her.
What was her aim? Did she mean to kill me with thirst in a bar full of drinks?
Well, the exquisite evening eventually grew to an end and so did her shift, and I soon found the restaurant clearing of customers and staff.
As I walked to my room, almost sulking from having been torn away from an enjoyable evening, I realized there weren’t many rooms that had been occupied. As far as I could tell, I was the only one who’d occupied one of the rooms overlooking the pool. I reckoned that I would go in for a swim the next day.
Next morning, breakfast came and went without any particular snack of intrigue. I saw to it, however, that I took myself a table that would afford me the best opportunity to perhaps engage a little more with the sexual distraction that was this waitress of mine. That moment never materialized though, which rather deflated my interest in hanging around the restaurant too long.
Soon as I got into my hotel room, I separated the blinds fully so I could step out onto the small confined balcony to treat myself to a good smoke. I bestowed myself the rare luxury.
Stepping out, I saw her, the exotic perfection, seated there alone, positioned, as though deliberately, just beneath my balcony on the edge of the water leaning against a wooden post while one leg faded in the water. It was my first instinct to retire back quietly but stopped when she looked up, having heard my footfalls, caught my look and then smiled at me from cheek to cheek.
Without asking permission, I took that look she gave me as her pleasure with my showing head there, a commutually agreed moment to share now that we had no one else but each other to enjoy.
So I remained there just watching her from up the balcony. The view was just to my mind. Now my starved eyes could devour the size of her body in its entirety as she sat loosely there in nothing more than a light scarf tied casually around her waist which revealed the smooth shape of her perfectly toned body. At that moment my dick sprang up in attention to the sumptuous image presented, her big watermelon-like breasts were just as I had perceived them in the smothering restraints of her work blouse, firm and aggressive with pointy nipples almost poking holes through her loose bra.
Then I noticed for the first time a tigress tattooed on the back of her neck colourfully just below. “Definitely a wild one, this one,” I thought to myself, taking her tattoo a sure flag of her wild spirit that I suspected at first lurked somewhere in the corner, on the prowl for a worthy prey. I imagined her person to be a fierce one, forceful in the pursuit of her desires, and to be, just like her tattoo, a tigress in bed. And this mere thought drove me wild with want for her, my dick almost at breaking point.
Rather momentarily, I began to feel my gaze too strong on her and an impetus of mind dragging me down to her, but I was rooted sure to the spot, incapable of budging an inch. At few times when I managed to succeed looking away from her body, she pulled me back with a flirting look that hit me down to my guts.
She smiled again, mischievously as before, seeing me with a cigarette in hand, and then lit one herself, as though in a subtle gesture of solidarity. Her moves were remarkably sensual, even in the casual act of smoking. Closing her eyes, she drew on her smoke, consuming the pleasure whole that us lot of smokers alone know.
Even in the panoply of her naked flesh, I became the most drawn to her mouth and her consummate mastery of swaying the wayward smoke. As she blew out smoke, her meaty lips seemed to swell, tempting my wild desire farther to reach down and kiss them deeply.
I wanted to own that mouth and feel those lips that she parted on my lips and wrapping my cock. I envied every roll of smoke that she drew into her mouth, and sympathized with that she rolled out, pining as they did, sad of leaving such warm sweetness behind, and mirroring my state in their longing.
The enchanting mermaid looked again straight up at me and in that blessed moment, I reckoned we connected. She parted her legs, still keeping her eyes up to me and smiling devilishly, letting the light scarf she had about that tiny waist of hers give way and trailed her hand down to touch beneath most seductively. My dauntless eyes beat no cowardly retreat from devouring the spectacle that was the love-folds between her thighs as her fingers began to play on them.
Had I fore-imagined her pussy, what I saw couldn’t have been more accurate than the form I would have moulded forth from my imagining. Her pussy appeared just outlined for perfect stimulation.
Her playful fingers began to soak up her juices as she flicked the bean more sensually than ever I had seen done before, stroking her pussy folds with a few fingers before delving them deep into her cunt, throwing her head back and sitting back to allow them deeper invasion.
She latched her eyes up to me yet, not letting go.
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